User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Rise of the Mercenaries/@comment-1298206-20110609155442/@comment-2006360-20110609155841

Zestorung looks forward, then speaks It has been a long time since I last came this close to home. The isle of Rakharo is not far from here, and there I was born. It is a desolate ruin now, where the very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Akator is the shield against that desolation, still bright as ever. The Chalice of Martin is here, although where I cannot say. We land now! Steuermann, nimm uns an die Küste und nutzen Sie die Langbooten fertig! Der Gral wartet auf uns!